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Beautiful Corruption	By : AberrantScript Category: +G through L > The Loud House Views: 14647 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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That afternoon found Lincoln sitting on a bench, his legs squirming uncomfortably, his hands hovering over his crotch, and his eyes firmly memorizing the bland pattern of the carpeting.
When Lincoln agreed to go shopping for clothes with Leni, he'd neglected to ask what she was looking for. He'd expected her to stop at the first teen outlet store they came across, but he looked on in mild surprise as she led them past it.
They passed by the next one… and the next one… and the next one…
Until the only two girly stores remaining in that long stretch of mall were a shoe store… and a women's lingerie shop. He begged, over and over again, in his mind that she only needed a pair of shoes… any shoes!... but alas, his fate was sealed the moment Leni stopped in front of the window for the lingerie store.
Lincoln had gulped as he glanced at the dozens of bras, and panties, and silky, transparent scraps that barely classified as clothes. His eyes were drawn to a lacy, red camisole that revealed a bit of stomach, and he glanced at Leni's torso, wondering how she'd look in it. He had blushed so hard he felt his ears tingling, and to his mortification, his body was responding to the thought of his sister visiting him at night in the dainty garment.
With a smile on her face and a fluttering dress, Leni entered the store; and with a grimace on his face and tightened, uncomfortable pants, Lincoln followed behind her timidly.
That moment was only minutes ago; but as he battled to control his thoughts and body, it could have been an eternity. Adding pain to his discomfort, Lincoln was noticing a problem… he couldn't stop thinking of Leni, or his other sisters. There he was living a preteen boy's fantasy, surrounding by all sorts of erotic women's clothing and half-naked models… and he could only think of his sisters.
He supposed it was nice to know he was predisposed to be loyal; if only he wasn't so conflicted because, seriously, they're his sisters!
Gosh, he must be perverted, too. It must be a disease spreading through his brain… urging him to prey upon his own family, his beloved sisters.
His legs squeezed his member tightly as his heart raced. He felt like he could explode at any moment. Oh, the change a stupid thought could make… Just yesterday he wouldn't have given his sisters' bodies a second glance. But, one teasing comment and article later? His heart was swelling with emotions he never felt before. Just the thought of kissing Luna again made his stomach all fluttery and tingly.
Was he an awful brother if he was praying that Leni would model her clothes for him? He felt himself throb sinfully. Maybe she'd need him to help try on the clothes, too.
At that rate, he wasn't going to survive for much longer. And to think he'd only been waiting five minutes.
He suddenly froze up, his mind halting in its tracks when fingers tickled along his neck as they threaded themselves in his hair. He felt a breath of air puff against his cheek, and he turned to look into the face of his sister, the warmth of her eyes spreading into his bones; instantly, setting him at ease by her presence. He felt himself unconsciously lean into her hand, and he could feel his face smiling as his eyes closed in contentment.
Leni giggled as she played with his hair, the two sitting side by side on the bench. "You'd make a good kitten, Lincy." She giggled again as his eyes opened and playfully glared at her. She leaned in to give him a chaste kiss to his cheek, instantly turning his eyes wide. "Pink is a good color on you," she continued as she stroked his burning cheek.
She sighed dreamily even as she gripped his hands in hers and pulled him up to a standing position. She turned and began dragging him to the nearest changing room.
His eyes widened even farther, his heart skipping a beat, when he realized where they were going. "U-uh, Leni?"
"Hmm?" She kept going, her strong arm keeping Lincoln at a steady pace behind her.
"Where are y-you taking me?"
She smiled at him over her shoulder. "Oh, I need your help for something."
His heart nearly stopped, as his thoughts raced back to images of a camisole-wearing Leni asking him to run his hands over the silky material covering her back, to test the quality of fabric. He swallowed, trying to clear up his suddenly dry throat. "What kind of help?"
They had just arrived and she spun her brother into the room, him landing on a seat, as she bolted the door. She turned to face him, a lopsided grin on her face as her eyes sparkled mischievously. In answer, she picked up a simple steel tape measurer.
He gulped, his eyes darting between her darkening eyes and the tape in her hand. "U-um… what is that for?"
She reached a finger up to her hair, spinning her golden locks around it. "Well, Lincy… you know how it's good to get your feet sized when you go to buy shoes?"
He nodded dumbly, a little distracted by the thought of how silky her hair would feel betwixt his fingers.
"Well, girls sometimes need to get their breasts sized…"
That word shocked him into a stupor, his mouth falling open.
"…and since my sisters were all busy today, and you were kind enough to help me shop…"
His eyes widened. Was she saying what he thought she was saying?
"I was hoping you could help me measure myself."
"I-I…" He felt startled like a baby deer caught in headlights.
She smiled warmly at him as she sat the tape down. "It'll be fun! We can measure each other and compare sizes!"
He squeaked embarrassedly.
Then, she smirked at him as she sat herself down gently onto his lap. She purposely pushed her bosom against his, both siblings looking at them where they touched. She hummed thoughtfully. "Sorry, Lincy, but I think my girls are a tad bigger than yours… maybe give it a few more years?" She winked and laughed, the merry action vibrating her breasts against his chest, increasing his blush. And as she got up, she twisted her rear against his legs and purred when she felt his hard reaction to her charms.
His eyes were closed in blissful agony, knowing she was coaxing out such sweet reactions unknowingly, and he was powerless to stop them. When he felt her get up off him, he hurriedly threw his hands onto his lap and crossed his legs. The pressure he felt down there when she'd turned while still sitting on him was almost too much to handle, and he could feel his brow sweat lightly as he fought off the urge to ask her to sit back on top of his member.
Leni looked at his curious behavior thoughtfully. She knew that her mission was to set him at ease with a sister's body and she'd thought she was doing a good job… but that pained look he had was concerning to her. She frowned as she looked upon him.
Well, there was little she could do besides ask what was wrong… and that'd just embarrass him greatly. So, she opted to plow on. She knew what she had planned would be fun, and hopefully help him feel better about himself and his sisters in a sexual setting… it might be painful now, but the results sometimes justify the means, don't they?
"Lincoln?"
His eyes opened, and he hurriedly tried to make himself into a more relaxed position; though pointedly still hiding his groin from her view. "Y-y-yes, Leni!?" He could feel his cheeks hurting with the strength of their blush.
She tilted onto a hip, and looked at him with half-lidded eyes. "So, will you help me size my chest?" She ran her hands up her stomach, gliding them over her bra-line, and mentally-patted herself on the back when she saw his eyes follow the motion attentively. "If I don't get them sized, I might get the wrong bra… and that might hurt me…" She pouted at him, managing to get a tear to fall down her cheek. "You won't let me get hurt, will you, Lincy? You'll protect me, won't you?"
She saw him bite his lip and furrow his eyebrows, but that troubled look in his eyes let her know his resistance was failing. She'd wished she didn't have to play it so soon (or at all)… but every sister knew the ultimate trump card when it came to their one and only brother.
His innate desire to protect his sisters at all costs.
Maybe it was because he was male. Or he was the only brother among so many sisters. Or he felt he couldn't let them down. Whatever the reason… it was a fact that every Loud daughter knew and held close to their heart… that their brother watched over them, would help them whenever they desperately needed it. He was a comforting presence in their lives since he was born for the older girls, and since they were born for the younger ones.
But as comforting and attractive a quality as that was in her brother, Leni did feel a little regret when he nodded his head to help her. She could see the warring emotions behind his pupils, and she decided then that she'd make it up to him if it killed her.
She started with a bright smile, letting it cover her whole face, lighting up her cheeks and eyes with its brilliance. When she saw him give a little smile in reply, she leaned down and hugged him tightly to herself, cooing in his ear.
"I knew I could trust you, Lincy." She smiled cutely at him as his smile kept creeping out from its hiding place. She giggled as she laid soft kisses along his brow and nose. She swept his bangs back with a hand so she could rest her lips upon his forehead in an exaggerated, sloppy kiss.
"Hey! You're messing up my hair!" He tried to be stern but his glowing smile gave away his amusement.
She used her other hand to rub soothing circles into his back. "Oh, I'm sorry, Lincy. But I couldn't help myself." She leaned him backward so she faced him properly, coming within inches of his blushing, smiling face. "You're precious to me."
And she closed her eyes as she leaned in and kissed him for the first time, tilting her head to the side as her nose brushed against his. She tried her best to keep it chaste, at Lori's prior urging, but much like Luna she couldn't help but rake her tongue against his lips; a shiver running down her spine when he gasped as the slick muscle pushed gently against his closed mouth.
His hands rested on her shoulders, unconsciously playing with the straps of her dress. And she smiled against his lips when she leaned in and felt his heart beating rapidly against her bosom.
She pulled back and grinned at him. "I love you, Linc."
He was breathless in his reply, "I l-love you, too."
And that… that look he was giving her then. His blushing cheeks, his panting mouth parted slightly, and his face tense in focus but relaxed in safety… and those eyes; how they looked at her, and into her soul, like the world had slipped away from him… and only she was left. Only she mattered.
That look, the sincerity, the intensity… was what captured her heart in the first place. It's what ensnared them all… and the poor boy didn't even know it.
How loved, safe, and aroused he could make his sisters feel with just one look!
Gosh, it drove her heart crazy with affection, the organ pounding against her ribcage, trying to get to its mate… where it belonged…
And she was touched by the thought that here in her brother's arms was where her heart belonged…
Where she belonged.
But she shook her head to clear her mind… because, honestly, it wouldn't do anyone any good if she consummated her love with her brother right then and there… regardless of how erotic it sounded; how badly, how desperately her body, her soul needed to experience the close embrace of lovers with her brother.
She sighed, though she couldn't keep the dreaminess out of it as she looked into his darkened eyes; still gazing at her intently.
"So, since you're helping me, I might as well teach you how to size a girl properly, right?"
He nodded his head. "Y-yeah… right, that."
She giggled at his uncertain expression. "Oh, don't be worried. It doesn't hurt! And besides, after today you'll be an expert! And who knows which sister will need help next?" She gasped cutely. "What if you get to help Lynn pick out her first real bra!?"
Lincoln blushed at that thought. "B-but… I've seen her in… in one before?"
Leni laughed. "Oh, that's a sports bra, Lincy! Now, this-" She watched him intently as she sensuously plucked the two dainty straps of her dress over her shoulders. The material fluttered softly to the ground, unhindered in its journey, unstopping even as it revealed inch after inch to her brother's eyes for the first time. She paused as his thirsty eyes drank in her form before he could stop himself, raking across her cleavage, over the generous swell of her breasts, down the plane of her soft stomach, over the subtle curve of her hips, and past the "V" of her panty-covered groin, and down her endless, endless legs… then, returning in the same path until they stopped at her bra-clad chest. She smirked as he not-so-subtly tried to cross his legs harder than before. She filled her palms with her mounds, lifting her chest a little as she winked at Lincoln. "This is a real bra."
He dumbly nodded, unable to tear his eyes away from her bra.
"So…" The sudden noise brought her brother's attention back to her smirking face. "…it's best to measure breasts without anything in the way, Lincy." She turned around slowly, curving her back so her rear was more pronounced… and close to his gazing eyes. "Would you like to help me take off my bra?"
He squeaked, then coughed to clear his throat. "A-are you sure that's… fine? Do… d-do you really need my help with that?" He watched as her torso twisted around so she could pout at him with her puppy dog eyes. Though the action stretched her bra so there was a faint gap between the cup and her silky mound of flesh… and even though it was something so little, so insignificant… just that extra bit of skin… supposedly forbidden skin revealed to his eyes unintentionally made him throb wonderfully between his legs, sending out a wave of pleasure to his fingers and toes.
"B-but, Lincy…!" She purposely added a whine to her voice. "I thought I was teaching you how to measure me?" She turned back away, crossing her arms over her breasts and huffing. "And your first lesson is how to take off a bra."
Lincoln sighed, scratching an eyebrow in frustration. He was trying to be a good brother… trying to hide his problem from her innocent eyes… but if he got up, what would stop her from turning around and seeing the evidence of his untrustworthiness?
As he stood up reluctantly and stepped behind her, Leni spoke softly to him, "Grab the band near the hooks."
He took a deep breath and reached out with trembling fingers. His breath hitched when he gripped the material in his fingers, his skin sliding against the smooth skin of her back.
Leni kept still even though she yearned to squirm excitably under his touch. "Now, push both straps together to release the hooks, and pull it off me."
He gulped, the color slightly draining away at her words. Did she intend for him to actually see her? Oh gosh, he could feel himself get a little harder at that thought. He took another breath as he pulled the straps apart just as his sister ordered.
She sounded breathless when she spoke next, "Now, pull the little straps over my shoulders and slide the bra down my arms, Lincy~"
He could feel his heart and lungs working quickly to supply the needed lifeblood being quickly horded by his pulsing member. His throat was dry, and a herd of butterflies were stampeding inside his stomach, like they were doing donuts in a dozen monster trucks.
He stepped closer, his feet bumping against hers. His mouth was parted, his panting breaths puffing softly against her shoulder blades. He slipped his fingers up her back, accidentally brushing against her bare skin and feeling her body shiver under the faint touch. His fingers were quivering when they snatched her straps, and he closed his eyes to steel his nerves as he slowly pulled them over the cliff of her shoulder.
He felt her lift her arms a tiny bit, and he exhaled softly against her back as he ran his hands down her arms, the straps caught by his thumbs. They kept moving slowly, his palms receiving the sensations of her skin… every little hair, and bump, and inch of skin providing an array of texture that caused his mind to scream in delight.
As his hands ran over her wrists, he rested them on the back of her hands, intertwining their fingers. They both felt the bra fall out of his grasp; the soft sound of it landing safely on the ground reaching their ears. Lincoln laid his head against his sister's shoulder blade, his eyes tightly shut.
He felt his eyes water a little, his breath hitching. "L-Leni, is this wrong? What we're doing? Wha… what I'm… feeling?"
She opened her mouth to respond optimistically, but closed it when she felt tears fall onto her skin. Frowning emphatically, her heart swelled in affection. She pulled their hands around her, placing his hands on top her stomach and covering them with her own. She cooed to him softly as she felt him breathing heavily against her, "Just focus on your feelings. Can you tell me about them?"
Lincoln's breath hitched as he felt her smooth skin below his fingers and palms; he felt her thumbs caress the backs of his hands like an artist's brush strokes upon a canvas… soft, comforting motions that helped him to relax. "My stomach has butterflies. My heart is racing. I… feel like I could explode."
She hummed softly as she listened to his breathing steady out to an even tempo. "And do you like it?"
He sighed against her back, opening his eyes finally; he focused on the sight of one lonely freckle right by where his nose was brushed up against her shoulder. "I think… I do. I like this feeling, and being here with you, Leni."
She smiled warmly, though he couldn't see it. "I like this, too, Lincy."
"But there's more…"
She paused at the sudden despondent tone.
"I… kinda want to…" His breath hitched. "…to k-kiss your skin, but is that ok? Am I normal for feeling that?"
Her breath came out softly, her voice timid. "Why don't you kiss me and find out?"
"O-ok."
And Leni quivered when she felt a hot breath crash against the skin of her shoulder, and then a pair of silky lips brushed against her shyly. Soon, they rested firmly against her, and she hummed in contentment at the warmth spreading across her body.
Lincoln peppered soft kisses along her back, until he reached her spine. Then, he closed his eyes and kissed his way up her bony center, claiming each bump with his lips. He used his nose to nudge her hair out of the way, and he kept going until he needed to tip toe, placing a kiss at the base of her hair and neck.
Her breath coming out in pants, Leni closed her eyes and gave herself over to the sensations of her brother's exploring lips. "A-are you feeling anything else?" She could feel the warmth of his blush against her skin and she smiled knowingly. "You can kiss me anywhere you want, Lincoln."
He choked on his spit. "I-I… yeah, ok, I was thinking of asking that… b-but…"
"But?"
"I… a-are you sure this… is fine?"
She chuckled, the motion vibrating into her brother. "It feels really good to me. It… feels natural… and gosh, does it feel good!"
He chuckled with her. "I think I agree, Leni. Though now I'm kinda curious how you taste…"
"Then, why don't you lick me?"
A bubble of laughter escaped her when she heard him cough hard.
That laughter stopped though when she felt wet, firm velvet brush against the spine of her neck. Her breath hitched when he licked her again, and again, and again… and her legs squeezed her core tightly when that devilish tongue slid across her shoulder muscles. But even she couldn't hold a moan when teeth grazed the sensitive skin covering her shoulder bones.
"Ahh~!"
Suddenly, Lincoln jumped back, breaking their connection. "Oh my gosh, Leni! Are you ok?"
He looked at her, seeing her quivering. He gulped when he finally took in the long stretch of nakedness that lay before him. Oh, how he longed to touch her again, to kiss her skin, to taste her body with his tongue.
But he froze stiff as a board when she slowly turned around… the smooth outline of her ribs showing, the subtle swell of one breast gradually increasing until a pink nipple peeked into his view, then its sister was revealed… and soon all he could see was Leni, bare in body and soul… just a couple feet in front of him. And as he drew his eyes away from her bountiful chest, he traced the bones of her chest, followed the road of her throat… his eyes grazed across her parted, panting lips… but he soon became trapped within her gaze, as her darkened eyes swirled in desire and heat.
She stepped closer to him, taking his hands within hers. Her blazing eyes were equally locked with his as she spoke timidly to him, "Do you like what you see?"
He nodded his assent, though his eyes were still focused on her beautiful irises alone.
"It's natural to feel strong emotions when you see a naked girl."
He nodded again. "I-I know that, Leni."
She tilted her head to the side, leaning closer to him. "Even if that girl is your sister."
He grimaced, but nodded his understanding, still unsure.
She smiled warmly as she kept leaning in, her bosom pressing firmly against his shirt. "And loving your sister is good, Lincoln…" She lowered her face to his, their shared breaths puffing against each other's lips. "…even if that love urges you to kiss her."
And together they closed their eyes and melted against each other, their fingers intertwined, and their lips locked together as they communicated their love breathlessly, passionately, and steamily.
When they pulled back, a lock of her bangs fell between them, tickling Lincoln's face. She chuckled as he blew it away.
Lincoln melted under the soothing melody of her giggle, watching as she spun a step back, her breasts wiggling. He smiled warmly at her.
Finally, feeling assured that her brother was ready to move on, she bent over and picked the tape measurer up off the floor; catching her brother's hot gaze stealing peeks at her panty-clad rear. She giggled even as her own cheeks blushed.
Leni motioned for Lincoln to step up to her. "So, take the tape and wrap it around my chest right below my breasts, Lincy."
Gulping, he gazed longingly at her breasts, as they sloped down and grew into two soft mounds with rosy peaks. He took the tape and reached it around her, his chin accidentally brushing against a breast. He looked up into her eyes suddenly at the contact.
Leni smiled down at him, trying to ease away his worry and anxiety. "Lincoln, it's ok. If I was worried about you touching me, do you think I would have asked you to size me?" She pressed a kiss against his bangs and started humming softly to him.
Taking a deep breath, and placing all his trust in her words, he pulled the tape around her sides and united it betwixt her mounds, his knuckles brushing the undersides of the softest skin he'd ever felt.
Leni watched his progress, having him note the measurement in his phone. "Now, do the same thing again, just around the fullest part of my breasts."
Gulping, his eyes were drawn to her pink nipples, and he prepared himself mentally for his task as well as he could.
Soon, his hands slipped the tape over the curve of her breasts, and he ran his fingers across the smooth skin to ensure the tape was level. He heard his sister moan softly when his thumbs brushed against the peaks of perky chest and he felt a spike of pleasure shoot through him.
For whatever reason… now that he knew she liked the feelings, too… that sound gave him the urge to hear it again, to repeat his action.
And repeat he did. Over and over, he pressed his thumbs around her nipples, his palms pressing firmly against the sensitive tissue of her chest.
"Lincoln~"
He looked up to see his sister's face, her brows furrowed and eyes scrunched like she was in pain, but the noises she was making were good.
"Yeah, Leni?"
She opened her eyes enough to focus on him. "When you're done writing down that measurement, you can kiss me again… on my chest~"
His eyes widened, but he hurriedly jotted it down and returned to his sister's embrace, his hands automatically resting atop her nipples again.
Her breath hitched when she felt his sinful lips graze the hot flesh above her heart. "Oh, Lincy!"
"Yeah, Leni?" He kissed her again, moving to the side a little, where her breast began to slope downward… but also where her heart beat hardest.
"Do you feel it?" She moaned softly as he kissed her again. "My heart is beating for you~"
His tongue raked against her breast, just inches above her nipple, and Leni nearly cried out from the sensation.
"My heart is beating for you, too."
And in a bold move on his part, he took one of her hands and guided it under his shirt and laid it atop his racing heart, still pounding against the bones of his chest.
Leni opened her eyes when she felt his heartbeat; how hard and fast it rammed against his body. She gazed down at his white hair, and lost herself in the feeling of his tongue running up and down her breast, his fingers rubbing circles around her nipples.
She gripped his shoulders as her cries increased, but soon her mind remembered they were not alone. With a sudden rush of heat as her blush exploded across her cheeks down to her shoulders, she pulled her brother up so she could kiss him soundly on the lips.
This time she couldn't stop herself from pushing her tongue against his lips. She was pleasantly surprised when he parted his mouth and let her in willingly. She grinned goofily against him as she tasted his mouth for the first time, her tongue sliding smoothly along his teeth, twirling around his own tongue. And she couldn't stop the surge of pressure that pooled in her core at their union of mouths and tongues, giving and taking, feeling and tasting.
She felt his arms slip around her back, resting above her panties, and she wanted nothing more than to let him take them off her as she lay submissively below him. Her toes curled as she imagined him guiding his member to her, poking her mistakenly until her fingers pressed his tip to her opening. She moaned into his mouth when dream-Lincoln surged his hips forward into dream-Leni, fusing their bodies together.
She pulled away, heaving breaths, struggling for air. She collapsed onto the chair, her legs weak and her head dizzy. She could feel her blood circulating to her loins and staying there, her heart bursting against her chest painfully. She looked into the eyes of her brother and saw the love and lust in his eyes, and she knew that hers were mirror reflections of his own.
She caught sight of his phone and let out a sudden chuckle, startling her brother.
The lust still circulating through his veins, he looked at her confusedly. "What's wrong?"
She looked at him with twinkling eyes. "We forgot all about the reason we're even here!"
He looked more confused. He remembered pulling a tape around her and writing down numbers, but-
"Oh!"
She giggled. "Yes, oh! So, what did you write down?"
He showed her and she hummed softly. "So, I've grown a little since last time. Guess you get to help me pick out a couple bras, Lincy."
He blushed, but smiled nonetheless, a little excited to help her more.
She tapped a finger to her chin. "So, did you see anything you liked while you were waiting for me?"
His blush deepened. "I-I saw a nightshirt that would look… that I think you'd look b-beautiful in…"
She smiled brightly, and within minutes she had procured it.
Still facing her brother, giving him a gracious view of her naked bosom as she lifted the red camisole above her body. She sensuously pulled it down over her body, giving her brother a lusty smirk as she did so.
When she finished, she put her hands on her hips and turned side to side for him. "What do you think~?"
Lincoln's Adam's apple bobbed as he looked her all over. The red material was sheer, only covering her like a veil, leaving her features visible to his eyes. He saw her subtle muscles, her belly button, the blooms of her chest; and the lacy fringes only served to remind him of his compassionate, kind sister.
"You're beautiful," he breathed out softly.
She gazed at him hungrily. "We have to leave soon, but do you want to touch me? Make sure the shirt is good?"
His eyes twinkled in mischief at her emphasis, and he boldly pressed his hands against her stomach, slipping them over her breasts and around her back. He pulled her against him and practically purred to have her body melting against him once again.
"It's wonderful, but doesn't compare to what's underneath."
And Leni found herself blushing cutely, even as her brother gazed at her hotly and pressed his lips against hers.
They pulled apart reluctantly, their arms slipping from each other to fall limply at their sides.
Leni got dressed quickly, collecting the camisole and a couple bras. The two went to the counter and purchased them.
And in minutes they were walking to the car, smiling brightly with a spring in their steps. Lori was waiting for them, and soon they were off for home.
Once they parked, Lincoln hurriedly entered their home, but Leni and Lori took their time.
Lori glanced at her sister. "So, how was it?"
Leni blushed as bright as her smile. "Next time, I'm having him help me pick out panties, too."
Lori looked shocked. "It went that well!?"
Leni put a hand on her sister's shoulder. "Once I reassured him and taught him to focus on his feelings and sensations, the rest came naturally."
"What about any reactions?"
Leni whistled. "Oh, boy, there were lots! He didn't know, of course, but he poked me several times." Her eyes turned thoughtful. "But I think he's really scared and anxious about it. He kept trying to hide them from me…"
Lori nodded, thinking about what she'd do to help her brother relax enough to focus on their love. "Yeah, we'll have to watch that." Her eyes crinkled in frustration.
Leni smiled emphatically. "Don't worry too much about your turn with him."
Lori scoffed unconvincingly. "I wasn't worried!"
"Of course, Lori." Leni leaned up and kissed her in the corner of her mouth. "You don't need to prove anything. He already loves you. He loves all of us because-"
"-because he's Lincoln, I know." Her eyebrows softened. "But, thanks."
"No problem, sis!"
And Leni left Lori to her thoughts and schemes for her unsuspecting brother.
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